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Friday, August 21, 2015

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to Books, Books, and More Books. I am
pleased to share this book with you.
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About The Book

Title: Madison’s Song

Author: Christine Amsden

Genre: Dark Paranormal Romance

Her voice is
enchanting; his soul is black…

Madison
Carter has been terrified of Scott Lee since the night he saved her from an
evil sorcerer – then melted into a man-eating monster before her eyes. The
werewolf is a slave to the moon, but Madison’s nightmares are not.

Despite her
fears, when Madison’s brother, Clinton, is bitten by a werewolf, she knows
there is only one man who can help. A man who frightens her all the more
because even in her nightmares, he also thrills her.

Together for
the first time since that terrible night, Scott and Madison drive to Clinton’s
home only to discover that he’s vanished. Frantic now, Madison must overcome
her fears and uncover hidden strengths if she hopes to save him. And she’s not
the only one fighting inner demons. Scott’s are literal, and they have him
convinced that he will never deserve the woman he loves.

*Stand-alone
companion to the Cassie Scot series

Author Bio

Christine
Amsden has been writing fantasy and science fiction for as long as she can
remember. She loves to write and it is her dream that others will be inspired
by this love and by her stories. Speculative fiction is fun, magical, and
imaginative but great speculative fiction is about real people defining
themselves through extraordinary situations. Christine writes primarily about
people and relationships, and it is in this way that she strives to make
science fiction and fantasy meaningful for everyone.

At the age of 16, Christine was diagnosed with Stargardt’s
Disease, a condition that effects the retina and causes a loss of central
vision. She is now legally blind, but has not let this slow her down or get in
the way of her dreams. In addition to writing, Christine teaches workshops on
writing at Savvy Authors. She also does some freelance editing work. Christine
currently lives in the Kansas City area with her husband, Austin, who has been
her biggest fan and the key to her success. They have two beautiful children.

Her throat
continued to work, but no sound emerged. She felt like a fish being gutted,
choking and spluttering as David returned to the work of cutting into the soft,
sensitive flesh of her belly. Yet even as tears refilled her eyes and fear devoured
her heart, some part of her recognized that her guts remained intact. Whatever
David was doing to her with the dagger involved tracing shallow patterns across
the surface of her skin.

Fight the pain.
Take deep breaths. Ground and center. She was not in the empty living room of a
house she had not quite moved into yet, she was at church, singing in the
choir. Above her, Jesus hung from a cross, a crown of thorns atop his head, a
soft glow surrounding him. She usually found the magic within that glow. She
reached for it...

“Stop that!”
David slapped her hard across the face.

Once again her
eyes flew open. She saw the dagger dripping with blood – her blood. Had her
feeble grab for magic actually made a difference? David seemed to have noticed something,
but what?

“You're just
making this harder on yourself,” David said.

“What do you
want?” Madison tried to ask. Her mouth moved, her lips forming the question,
but no sound emerged.

She didn't think
he would answer; he couldn't even have heard the question, but to her surprise
he only hesitated a moment before saying, “Your soul.”

Review:

I
love stories about shifters and this one is chock full of shifters and magic
and love. All three in one story are a
bonus in my world. It is also about
family, real family, who would do anything for those they love.

I love this author and this book is just as good as I expected from her.

I
give this book 4 out of 5 clouds.

This product or book may have been distributed for review; this in no way
affects my opinions or reviews.

Monday, August 17, 2015

Welcome to Books,
Books, and More Books. I am pleased to
share this book with you. Thank you for
visiting and please come again.

About the Book

Title: Dwarves
in Space

Author: Sabrina
Zbasnik

Genre:
Science-Fiction / Fantasy

Thousands of years after the jewelry's
destroyed, the sword reforged, the dragon ridden, and the indecipherable
prophecy translated into a recipe for sugared biscuits, the dwarves turned to
that final frontier: space. And along came the elves, orcs, gnomes, trolls,
ogres, and those vermin-like upstarts, humans.

Dwarves in Space is Tolkien merged with
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy in a horrific transporter accident.

The Elation-Cru is not the flashiest ship, nor
the newest, or even has all of its bolts attached; but she can fly. Well, sort
of wade through space, and that's when all the parts are working. She supports
a sugar addicted dwarven pilot, an elven engineer, an orcish doctor, a silent
djinn, and the lone human trying to hold the entire thing together with duct
tape. Variel, the captain, has been hiding from a secret for the past five
years and time's finally run out.

When she goes against her common sense and fights
to save her onboard assassin/renter from a job gone sour, she finds herself
before an ex-colleague that knew her in her previous life as the Knight of the
realm. The entire ship is sent on a mad dash across the universe -- from a
decaying space station, home to the wackiest species the galaxy has to offer,
down to the Orc homeworld, which wouldn't be so bad if Variel hadn't spent most
of her previous life fighting in the war against them. Chances of survival are
nil and slipping fast.

Author Bio

S. E.
Zbasnik has a degree in genetics, which means there may or may not be a horde
of monkeoctopi doing her bidding to take over the world. Bringing that
scientific approach to the fantasy world is her game, trying to put some common
sense into magic and magic into common sense.

She
currently lives with her husband and beloved dog, who dress up like Sherlock
Holmes and solve mysteries in their spare time. She spends nearly of all her
time in Nebraska but that's because it is impossible to leave without finding the
lamppost. She lives in a house that has at least four walls and there are some
other souls wandering forlornly calling to their lost lives within.

She
loves and hates writing as she both loves and hates herself.

She's
a huge video game nerd especially for Dragon Age, Mass Effect, and Bioshock as
well as Doctor Who and makes fan art in her down time.

She's
a neutral good assassin, so it's best to not get on her bad side.

“Bys is
the name, good person, and maps are my game,” the gnome was a littler larger
than a fat house cat, its shoeless ankles kicking into the small stand he
perched upon housing a scannable map. Variel passed her hand over it, but the
PALM only blinked and shuddered, as if it wanted nothing to do with this place.

“No good, eh?” Bys rose to its feet and
glanced up to her eyes, “Things ne’er updated anyway. What you want, my dear tallwalker, is
directions.”

“Is that so…” Variel slipped into her
noncommittal ‘I’m just browsing’ voice, “And you just happen to know where I could acquire some I
take it.”

Bys slapped his suspenders in place — rather
impressive as he forgot to put pants on — and grinned, the gnawing teeth of the
gnomes displayed proudly. “Why yes, I believe I can direct you myself!” And
then he giggled.

“I see,” she stepped back, knowing when she
was part of the game. Every race had their angle, their almost subconscious
drive that some scientists claimed was encoded in every strand of DNA. Most
never translated it, letting the urge to exchange children for gold, building a
house on top of chicken legs, or gnawing upon billy goats languish within the
rest of their junk code along with vestigial tails and digesting milk. But
there were always a few, usually ready to play it up for tourists, who got
their jollies out of dressing the devolved barbarian when they could.

“Where are you going, young one?” Bys asked,
as if Variel didn’t easily have a good twenty years on him. “I assure you,” his high
voice began to reach into dog toy levels of squeaking as he grew agitated, “I
am the only one on this station who can guide you.”

“Uh-huh,” Variel turned to a Bugbear manning a
small chips stand and asked, “Could you point me to the ‘Clear Veins’ clinic?”

The Bugbear put down its tongs and glanced at
her. The grease of the fry oil drenched its black coat until the goblin bear
shone like onyx. “It is down the next aisle, to the right,” it mashed out
through an elongated mouth, before it pulled out a lollypop and better
enunciated, “Beside the shop that specializes in livers.”

For a moment Variel wanted to joke about
whether they were selling, buying, or frying, but thought better of it. On
Vargal the answer could be yes to all three. Instead, she nodded her head and
thanked the Bugbear. It returned to its greasy life and Bys shook its tiny fist
at the goblin that stole away its fun.

Review:

I am a huge fan of Doctor Who and “Hitchhikers
Guide to the Galaxy,” both of which remind me of this story. It also sounds a little like the start of a
joke: ‘A human, orc, elf, dwarf, and
genie were on a space ship…” The story
manages to be both funny and tense, sometimes at the same time.

I give this book 5 out of 5 clouds.

This
product or book may have been distributed for review; this in no way affects my
opinions or reviews.

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